The Battery
Photos by my sister Ashley (frames by Drew!)
Dress: Quiksilver
Cardigan: H&M
Tights: Target
Boots: Seychelles
Tapestry Bag: Benefit Jewels store on Etsy
I just got back from Charleston and I’m already sad to be away from my family and from such a lovely city . . . honestly it’s the sort of place I can’t even do justice to with an old blog post–I tried taking photos of the houses and none of the pictures came out as magical as the places really are. They don’t give you the feel of perfectly laid out 18th century streets with their beautifully kept-up brick homes lined up right next to each other, separated by little courtyards and side porches and Southern balconies.
The house my mom and sisters and I stayed in was especially wonderful. It was on Meeting Street, which might have been my favorite place we saw in Charleston, just because it’s so well-preserved, with wooden marker plaques hanging on just about every house. We were a few houses down from the prettily imposing Calhoun Mansion, and right across the street from a house that supposedly was General Beauregard’s headquarters during the Civil War. And the place we stayed in had been built in the 1740s, which is just amazing to me. It housed soldiers during the Revolutionary War!
Sadly we didn’t see any ghosts. We even went on a ghost tour at the old Charleston jail, which has to be one of the creepiest places I’ve ever seen. I didn’t have Drew with me so I didn’t do too much laughing and joking around, but even if he had been there I don’t know if I would have made lots of jokes–it was just kind of depressing. And more scary than the Roswell tour too, since this one was more history-based and not quite so much like one of those funny paranormal programs you see on TV and want to believe in but just can’t. This one was more real, but then again I couldn’t get myself scared. I’m not sure why.
Most of the outfits I ended up wearing are things you’ve seen here before, but this one is new (well, parts of it) so I got my sister Ashley to take blog photos for me. She’s a photography champion–actually I might end up stealing some of her photos of Charleston for a future post, just because they’re probably lots better than mine and might be able to do some justice to the place.
